Don't follow the rules

"If I don't blame you, do you blame me?" Ning Yao's Qiqiao was filled with smoke.

An Han was shouted at so much that he didn't even dare to fart. He shrank his neck and remained silent when asked.

"You really can't blame An Han. There is no big problem with the chat direction he designed. It's the people who operate it." No. [-] expressed his opinion with a teething stick in his mouth. He believed that his evaluation was very fair and did not excuse An Han.

But Ning Yao was very unhappy to hear this and was still very irritable: "Since he knows that I can't operate well, he shouldn't have designed such a difficult chat for me in the first place!"

No. [-]: "Talking 'expressing concern' is the same as 'being weird'. You can talk about it to death at any time. Don't rely on others if you can't do it yourself."

Ning Yao: "You are so bold! How dare you question my social skills?!"

No. [-] gently took out the molar stick that was obstructing his mouth with two fingers: "I think you haven't understood the situation yet. Your phone call to Chunyu is not a public social interaction."

"It's not polite, it's not small talk, it's something that brings you closer, something more personal, secret and sincere."

"Let me tell you, in fact, you don't need to learn any green tea tricks from An Han at all. 'Replacing sincerity with sincerity' is the surefire technique in relationships."

Ning Yao held his hand, stuffed the teething stick back into his mouth, said "You know nothing" and left.

No. [-] bit his teething stick and looked at An Han, his tone full of dissatisfaction: "I obviously understand."

An Han was a little amused and patted No. [-] on the head: "You are still too young."

Number [-] was even more unconvinced: "I'm not young anymore!"

An Han pushed up his glasses: "According to the information I found, you should be under one year old since you left the Fifth Hospital."

Number [-] was anxious: "How can it be calculated based on the day I was born? This is too unscientific. It should be calculated based on my mental age!"

An Han pretended to think: "Based on mental age? So what do you think your mental age is?"

No. 28 took off the teething stick from his mouth again and held it skillfully between his two fingers. He held on to the railing and looked at the waves on the river. His eyes were tired and his voice was vicissitudes: "I think I should be a [-]-year-old man in my heart." Programmers, their bodies and minds are full of numbness and disability after being whipped by society. They are still seven years away from being optimized by the company. Although they are somewhat paid, the little bit of money they earn basically goes to their mouths, and they don’t save anything at the end of the year. I'm not married, I don't have a partner, I don't see any hope for the future..."

"...Sorry to interrupt, your mental age is a bit too pessimistic and specific, isn't it?" An Han's head was full of black lines.

No. [-] put the teething stick back into his mouth: "I remember An Han, you just graduated not long ago, right? You just started working. You are still young and don't understand. It's normal."

An Han nodded his nose: "Don't be old-fashioned at a young age, let alone imitate Ning Yao who likes to be a father to others."

Suddenly, a person came out from the gap in the railing upstairs. His legs and feet were hooked on the railing, and his upper body was hanging upside down. His arms kept waving, and he shouted: "You damn green tea, this time I caught you behind the scenes." Speak ill of me!"

"Fuck..." An Han was really frightened by Ning Yao's carbine and fell backwards.

Number [-] was very accustomed to it, and was not frightened by Ning Yao's upside-down golden hook, but his eyes seemed to have seen something dirty, and his disgust was palpable.

At this time, the deck finally became lively again. Ning Yao was still hanging in the air and shouted to An Han. The movement attracted the three members of the melon-eating team. They screamed as expected, making the noise in the gym even louder. I couldn't help but come out and watch.

"Oh my God! Someone fell down!"

"It didn't fall off, it's hanging!"

"This, this, Teacher Ning Yao, do you need our help?"

"Whatever we can do to help, just be less in the way."

"Did something happen downstairs? Do you have to talk while hanging upside down like this?"

"Why don't you go down and have a look?" "Let's go down and have a look. If it falls, we can still catch up below."

Yingying couldn't bear it anymore: "Are you three very free? It seems that you didn't ride the spinning bikes enough, so you all rolled in for me to ride the iron!"

"Ah?! Captain!" The three of them turned around and let out desperate wails in unison.

"Ah, hammer, come in here, each person will perform fifty weight-bearing squats, and you won't be allowed to eat dinner until you finish squatting!"

The melon-eating team hung their heads, succumbed to Yingying's lustful power, reluctantly gave up on the melons in front of them, and entered the gym in dejection.

After cleaning up the melon-eating team, Yingying couldn't wait to throw away the towel around her neck, ran to Ning Yao's side, and scratched the railing:

"What's the matter?"

Ning Yao was still hanging upside down and cursing in the distance, and took the time to mutter perfunctorily: "I'm making tea."

Bubble tea?

Yingying looked down along his line of sight without knowing why. The deck below was sprayed with blood. However, due to the presence of the child No. [-], he was unable to argue fiercely. An An, whose face was red from holding back the pressure, was unable to argue fiercely. John.

Yingying occupied the best viewing position to enjoy it with great interest.

Ning Yao, who was hanging upside down, had blood rushing to the top of his head, his combat power was at full capacity, and he opened the mic with passion: "The stinky four-eyed boy farting behind you!"

An Han's counterattack was very weak: "You, you are a personal attack!"

Number [-] covered his face: "Help me, you are too weak."

An Han smiled bitterly at No. [-]: "But I really can't show off my teeth and claws as unscrupulously as he does in front of you. Maybe you don't care, but as an adult, I can't set a bad behavior example for you."

Yingying closed her eyes and nodded, smacking her lips repeatedly, recalling An Han's words: "Hmm~ It's really good tea."

Ning Yao: "Don't teach Number [-] a bad lesson! You bitch, I'm going to come down and tear your mouth off right now!"

An Han lowered his head: "It is my fate to be excluded, I understand."

Ning Yao was furious: "Ah ah ah! Green tea and sword watching!"

Ning Yao, who originally planned to just flirt with each other in the air, couldn't stand An Han's provocation. He immediately released his legs from the railing and rushed downstairs. An Han was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground by Ning Yao.

The result of the battle was that Ning Yao knocked An Han unconscious again with a move of the Tathagata palm that fell from the sky. Seeing that the man passed out, Ning Yao and Ying Ying realized that they were blaming each other again. Neither of them wanted to touch Manyi. Just seeing An Han dying again, he reluctantly took the confused melon-eating team out of the gym and ordered them to go to the restaurant to call a doctor.

"Have I ever said, don't disturb my vacation!" Dr. Man came from the restaurant, his resentment almost solidifying.

The culprit, Ning Yao, had already fled, and Yingying had also escaped from the scene. Only No. [-] was still squatting next to An Han with a teething stick in his mouth.

No. [-]: "I came just in time, I just died."

Team eating melon:! ! !

"Teacher An Han!" The three of them began to cry.

Dr. Man rolled his eyes and started rescuing him resignedly.